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I disturb light
Beating of the darkness approaches
I watch life to fade away
A shrine of time turns around
I cut a heart to melt
I stab the body with seven blades,The devil cries
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Look for a guard of the hell; help it
Become a person disturbing sacred intention
Extinguish justice with a reputation of the evil
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"This darkness, darkness, a wound of the darkness"
Of this disappearing eternally there is not it......
A wicked person
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